Murong Fu: I have already become an immortal, so why should I return to my country?

When the three great martial arts masters join forces, even the great martial arts masters such as Ning Daoqi, Qiao Feng, and Li Ruohai have only two choices: escape or die in battle, and there is no third option.

The problem is that they have no regard for the glory of the Grand Master.

Even Abi, who was behind Murong Fu, also plotted to make Murong Fu have no choice but to take over.

However.

They think too superficially.

Because Murong Fu hasn’t taken it seriously yet, let alone run away.

I saw Murong Fu push out with his hands: a golden bell-like object enveloped him and Abi.

Golden bell cover (perfection).

Murong Chui’s attack hit the golden bell cover and bounced away.

Zhu Faqing’s mysterious and unknown big handprint smashed him into pieces.

“That’s it?”

Murong Fu looked at the three martial arts masters in front of him calmly.

Because he accidentally practiced the iron chewing method one, three or seven times last time, he was very afraid of practicing horizontally.

The only exception was this golden bell.

This This kind of defense that condenses the true energy into walls and golden bells is very suitable for him, at least it is the most suitable to use it to save his own people.

“Stop!”

Zhu Faqing’s aura instantly sublimated.

What followed Murong Fu was an inexplicable force.

This force affected the golden bell.

The golden bell began to sway and teetered.

Master Bujie’s punches were like thunder.

Earth-shattering!

It looked exactly like stone-breaking.

Murong Chui’s fist shot was like a dragon.

It was so condensed that it looked like an ordinary spear.

But just like this, the gun light penetrated the last remnants of the golden bell and was about to stab Murong Fu’s heart.

But with a simple flick of his finger, Murong Fu hit the tip of the gun as if he was electrocuted.

He retreated violently.

His eyes were full of shock.

Murong Fu actually had hundreds of years of talent, which completely overturned his understanding of skills.

Even though he vaguely knew that there was a great master with hundreds of years of cultivation in the Ming Dynasty royal family, these were nothing compared to Murong Fu.

“Have you had enough fun?”

Murong Fu condensed a Gang Qi bead with his bare hands.

He flicked it over like this: magical power (perfection) with a snap of his fingers!

Murong Chui evaded in an emergency, but the tall rock Buddha statue behind him was directly penetrated.

“Is he a human being?”

Master Bujie, the weird monk, lamented.

He regretted his carefree life, but he came out to join in the fun.

“He didn’t take it seriously at all.”

“Is the gap really that big?”

Murong Chui felt a sense of sadness in his heart, and his aura quickly weakened.

His martial arts is his fighting spirit.

If the fighting spirit is strong, the martial arts will be strong.

If the fighting spirit is weak, the state will not be much better than that of a half-step grandmaster.

“Soul condensation!”

Zhu Faqing’s face suddenly turned blood red.

This was a sign of rising blood.

But as he drank violently, Murong Chui’s breath recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, even surpassing its previous peak.

“Ok, Ok!”

“This way we at least still have the strength to fight!”

Master Bujie saw that the breath was also rising.

He also had a similar Buddhist method.

It can make a person’s body and even spirit transcend the peak and reach new heights.

But this Buddhist method can only be used on oneself, and Zhu Faqing can be used on Murong. Compared with the hanging effect, it is slightly inferior in application.

“That’s what makes it interesting.

Murong Fu turned to look at Abi and said with a smile:”They kept making me lose interest just now. Now I can finally be a little more serious. You take care of yourself.””

Abi nodded silently.

Then she took a few steps back.

“Stop feeling!”

Zhu Faqing’s Ten-Ju Mahayana Kung Fu exploded again.

This time it was Murong Fu’s five senses that were sealed.

And it was maintained for a long time with all his strength.

Murong Fu’s five senses instantly failed, and he stood there like a fool.

Waiting for Murong Chui’s Beibao Spear.

Waiting for Master Bujie’s Buddhist magical skills.

This is equivalent to a joint strike from the three great masters.

But in this state of silence, Murong Fu raised his hand and pointed at the Beibao Spear. With a slight wave, the Beiba Spear was extremely obedient and slammed into the Master Fujie beside him…..

Master Fujie, who didn’t take any precautions against his companions, was immediately sent flying by this overbearing sweep.

Finally, the stone sculptures of three Buddhist arhats were smashed to pieces before they came to a stop.

And Murong Chui wasn’t much better.

Although he forcibly accepted the offer.

However, this method of changing the posture of the gun before the battle is very harmful to the meridians. disappear.

Murong Fu disappeared.

Zhu Faqing took action immediately, and an unknown shock shook Murong Fu’s heart.

At the same time, Murong Chui’s body was erratic, and the light from his spear became dim.

Master Bujie arranged his palms into a palm net.

But it’s all in vain.

Life becomes death!

Death and rebirth!

Life and death change in an instant.

This is not a pure Immortal Seal, because it also contains the secret of Bagua’s replacement of the Gate of Life and Death.

Murong Chui’s face turned completely white.

Master Bujie took three steps back in succession, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground.

Zhu Faqing was even more direct, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

But they all knew this was a life-or-death moment, and none of them flinched.

Especially Murong Chui.

Wandering on the edge of death allowed him to find the feeling of the battlefield.

The boiling blood and high-spirited fighting spirit brought out a roar as loud as thunder at 5.6.

At the same time, Murong Fu’s complexion suddenly changed slightly.

Because Zhu Faqing was no longer an assistant, the Ten-Zhu Mahayana Kung Fu exploded in full force, and the roaring Qi actually had the effect of corroding the soul.

Murong Fu felt a voice roaring in his head.

An ordinary grandmaster would definitely be shaken to the point of splitting his head by this strange attack.

Master Bujie is even more consistent inside and outside.

Having just been hit hard, he had no time to hesitate or stop.

The infinite spirit is transformed into unparalleled market value power, and it is like an Arhat descending to suppress and kill.

Such a killer.

Even Pang Ban has to avoid its edge.

Even if the waves turn over the clouds, they can only retreat.

It’s a pity that Murong Fu opened up the earth and kicked up flying sand and rocks.

The punch swept past like a galloping horse.